Huangfu Zhen smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

Murong Ping lowered his voice and whispered: "Brother, are you willing to return to Jicheng? If you have the chance to escape, the third brother is willing to leave without any blame."

For a moment, Murong Han was a little moved.

However, he quickly sighed, "My two sons are still in Bianliang. Besides, what can I do when I go back? At this moment, even the Yuwen family was unable to be defeated, and they had a lot of grudge against Goguryeo. Liaodong still had a thousand years of troops to fight against each other, so there was no chance."

Murong Ping felt a little strange and couldn't help asking, "Brother, why do you have so many concerns? Are the soldiers of Liang State very powerful?"

Murong Han didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say in words they could understand: "What do you think of Yuwen's soldiers?"

"Not very good." Murong Ping said.

"Then why haven't I destroyed the Twelve Yuwen Departments in so many years?"

"I don't want too many casualties, so I gradually divided the branches and trunks, cut their wings, and win with one blow."

"Isn't that right?" Murong Han said, "The Yuwen tribe can still dispatch tens of thousands of cavalry, and the Tuoba clan most of them will also send troops. I dare not say Yuwen, who is more powerful in Tuoba's soldiers? But it is roughly the same. Even if so many soldiers come over, how many people will be killed or injured? After fighting with them, the troops were exhausted and the casualties were not light. How many chances of victory will be there for the Liang soldiers who had been raising their energy for a long time?"

Murong Ping was speechless.

Even if the Murong Xianbei and Yuwen Xianbei were not as deep as the sea, they were not far away from it. The reason why the Yuwen Xianbei was not destroyed was not because the Murong family was kind-hearted, but because of many aspects of weighing.

Yuwen is not a dead person. Although he has been defeated repeatedly, he has been defeated repeatedly!

If they don’t defeat them head-on a few times, they will not easily escape. As long as they fight, there will be casualties and injuries regardless of the outcome.

Sometimes there are no captives, and they run away early, killing and injuring many people in vain.

Even if Yuwen doesn't run away, he will start a war with you from all directions, and it is not impossible to kill thousands of people after a few battles. Then you captured his people, but it is difficult to digest for a while. Liang Bing came to the door again. "Brother, according to what you said, isn't it dead?" Murong Ping said in tears.

"What did Emperor Liang say? Did Brother Xu accept his sanction?" Murong Han asked.

"Emperor Liang may feel that his third brother is difficult to control, so he must enter the court." Murong Ping said.

"There is nothing to do about this." Murong Han shook his head.

Murong Ping wanted to speak but stopped.

He actually wanted to ask, if Emperor Liang asked his elder brother to recruit the tribes of Tuhe in western Liaoning, would he be willing?

When my father was alive, my eldest brother was in Tuhe (now Jinzhou) for many years and had thousands of tents. Later, he transferred to Xiangping, but his old relationship was still there. What if Emperor Liang asked him to come forward to pacify him?

But he didn't ask after all, it was meaningless.

Now he is mainly thinking about what his elder brother said just now. Can he withstand it when he is surrounded by all sides?

In fact, the eldest brother said something right, and the third brother actually didn’t have much confidence, otherwise he wouldn’t have sent him to negotiate.

Thinking deeper, it is not just the three brothers who have no confidence? Do the leaders of the tribes in Changli have confidence? Do the Han tyrants have confidence?

Don't let the army arrive and the surrenders come in, then it will be done.

At noon, Murong Ping and Huangfu Zhen were invited away by Xun Xu, and were preparing to send someone to escort them back to Changli tomorrow.

Murong Han came to the lakeside.

Looking around, Emperor Liang Shao Xun was chatting and beautiful Shi were laughing in the pavilion by the lake.

The war is approaching, and he is still so leisurely. How despised Murong Xianbei.

When Shao Xun saw Murong Han coming, he immediately smiled and said, "Yuan Yong, have you ever asked me to surrender?"

Murong Han smiled bitterly and said, "I will try it again."

"Actually," said Shao Xun, "I also know that without the Murong Xianbei, other tribes will arise. I really don't have to put Murong's family to death. If I can lift my armor and surrender and become an official in the court, I will not be stingy with official titles and rewards. Yesterday I saw Fu Hong, who was escorting food and grass here?"

"See it."

"It's been a long time since my family moved to Fangtou, and I haven't done anything to them." Shao Xun said, "If the Murong family is willing to surrender, I can also move one inward. Anyway, there are many wastelands in the world, how about it?"

"Your Majesty's intention." Murong Han hesitated.

"Yuan Yong is a smart person, don't he know my intention?" Shao Xun said with a smile.

Murong Han was silent for a moment and said, "I am willing to do my best to surrender the Murong clan members."

Shao Xun waved his hand and said, "It's not time yet. You have to fight a few battles first to defeat some people's luck. You can only be effective if you come forward. If you continue, you will be able to use your skills."

"I obey the order." Murong Han slowly retreated.

Shao Xun stood there for a while, then slapped Shi's butt and said, "I'm going out to hunt in the afternoon, you can go to the tent and wait."
Chapter completed!